Chris Casselor made the mistake of calling on me in the wroooong rap! The topic was about showing respect for people, even if you didn't like them. I'd just spend an unpleasant 45 minutes or so the day before riding across town with that sanctimonious son of a bitch to guard a newcomer in the hospital. I brought a book. I had no interest in socializing with the girl, either. I was just doing my time. But when an oportunity like that falls right in your lap, why how could anyone resist? They couldn't, even a saint couldn't, no one could, so I took my shot.
"For example, I respect Chris Casselor very much. I think he's very inteligent and ...whatever.. But I don't particularly like him. I mean, after I seventh step, I don't think I could see myself hanging out with him socially or anything. But I've learned a lot from him and I respect him and I'm thankful for having the awareness and yadda yadda....."
God! I loved pissing that fucker off!
Then there was the night the parents revolted. I remember one guy railing at staff about how in the hell they expected the parents to pay their bills, if they weren't getting any sleep for work the next day. That was funny.
The trouble with practical jokes is that very often they get elected.
http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0380768089/circlofmiamithem' target='_new'>Will Rogers, American humorist, political commentator and cowboy philosopher